Survival of our time

Princess Osariemen Aihie

Moving and Moving 

Traveling and Traveling;

day and night 

Humans packed like sardines;

Sinked on the sea

Deserted at the desert 

not getting to the destination 

North to south

West to East

Moving like Israelites

Some get there

distributed at any work

selling their bodies;

getting there

regretting at the end

Oh Survival of our time 

 

 

 

 

 



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